The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 888

Isaac had been a vigilant sentinel inside the room, not leaving Grace’s side for a moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, Noel approached Brittany with teary eyes. “Brittany, Grandma wishes to see you.”

Brittany met Noel’s gaze, and a smile reflexively graced her lips despite the situation. “Okay.”

Noel could see that even Brittany was panicking inside; his eyes dimmed with a shadow of unease.

Brittany entered the hospital room to find Grace drained by her ordeal, her cheeks hollowed and her frame frail.

The distant cries of the Salter kin echoed through the halls.

“Zac, would you mind stepping outside?” Grace’s voice was weak but insistent, clearly, she had something to discuss with Brittany alone.

Isaac’s eyes were rimmed red, bloodshot with fatigue, as he strode out, leaving them in privacy.

bedside, her emotions a tangled web as she faced Grace. “Grandma,

contrast to her former vitality. She managed a

Brittany’s. “The things that happened back then…

lurched as she realized that Grace knew about her investigation-and its

would you do

experiments-even sending your own grandson

a long story. My husband, Pete Salter, his health was always poor, clinging to life by a thread of medical intervention. Then we

supplied Pete with a cocktail of drugs that initially seemed to revitalize

multiple rare viruses, tormenting

use the Salter

in that same year, Grace, with ulterior motives, considered

sharp and enigmatic, his identity largely a

at the institute, Grace hoped Isaac could dismantle it from within and

On the ship, Isaac met a young girl, and they fled

events led Grace to abandon her plan to send Isaac to Craneville, which